Savannah!

First off. Some unfinished business. We had the "super moon" just recently and I am glad to say that I did not turn into a Werewolf Spiderman. I have finished all of my medication for the bite marks and it looks like the spider left me a couple of scars as a reminder. Thanks spider.

We got to our next undisclosed location called Ft. McAllister State Historic Park in Georgia. This state park is home to Ft. McAllister which was the last Confederate stronghold against General Sherman's march to the sea. This fort was made entirely up of earthen works. Meaning they used dirt for the walls and buildings which proved to be a great way to protect them from naval bombardment. The walls could be easily filled back in at night and then ready to fight the next day. Unlike brick and cement which would be destroyed. The Union army could not defeat the fort from the water. It was attacked multiple times and each attack failed.

On the last battle here there were 120 or so Confederates opposing a 4,000 man Union army. The fort was meant to be attacked by the sea, not overland which the Union army did. It was overwhelmed in about 15 minutes. I learned more history and am in awe of it all.

We booked our site on Reserve America a couple of weeks ago. It was the last site available. It was a handicap site. So we called the park directly and they confirmed that it was handicapped and that we could reserve it. So we did. Now the thing that bothers us is that we are camped here and it feels like we are parking in a handicap parking spot because it has the blue sign that says permit required. We just would not do it. We always try to follow the rules. It was bothering us so we went back down to the office and told them again that someone said we could rent the site. They said it was fine and it was okay. Whew!

Because it is a nice site. It is a pull through with full hookups and 50 amp service. Everything else in the park is 30 amp with water and electric only. Plus now we don't have to walk around with a fake limp when people are walking by. But we are expecting someone to comment to us anyways.

"Oh dear baby Jesus. In your infinite wisdom you must have thought that I have too much blood. Therefore you have created the gnat to help take some of that away. Thank you baby Jesus."

The gnats here are terrible. We are aware that camping by the marshes comes with gnats. We have known it since the first time we camped at Cedar Key. But they are nothing like they are here. Let the gnat wars begin!

We had planned for a sunset dolphin cruise out of Tybee Island. I charged the batteries on my new camera and was excited to take some Pulitzer Prize winning photographs of dolphins leaping majestically in the air with a beautiful backdrop of a fabulous sunset. Photo after photo was taken and I looked at each one as I took it thinking "this is the one worth a thousand words". We got home late and I just couldn't wait to look at them.

WTH!!!!!! There was nothing on the SD card. Not one single picture of the sunset cruise. The dolphins. The clouds. The Birds. The boats. Nothing! The picture from the swamp were on the card. That is the last time I used the camera a couple of days ago. But nothing from last night. As consolation, Lisa took some with her phone and let me use them at least.

None of the dolphin photos turned out. They were just too quick for her phone camera. Things that just want to make you pull your hair out.

Our next day in this area was going to be all about Savannah. What a cool place. We liked this over New Orleans. They don't have all of the street people here, which we hate. This is a old city. There are lots of squares or green spaces with statues and trees in them. I believe  there are 20 squares in all.

The squares were very interesting. We walked down to the river walk. Just looking around at everything and you get this sense of how old it it.

The river walk reminds you of how this was a major seaport also. It still is as we were sitting there watching some of the traffic on the river.

We walked all over the historic district. Just looking at the squares and the architecture of the area.

"Gladys! this is worse than a death march. At least a death march ends. This goes on and on. I'm tired. My feet hurt. I have cramps. My Arthritis!"

"Shut up Tango! There's one more place I want to see before we head back. Forsyth Park".

"That's across town, I will never make it. Let me just die here by this trash can! Please!"

I made it to Forsyth Park. Thanks to the city of Savannah which offers free shuttles downtown. We just jumped on that and bingo, bango, bongo, we were there.

I would follow her anywhere. She makes me.

All in all, we liked this city. It was clean and kept up. No people begging for money or trying to scam you some way. We ate lunch down on the river walk area at the Bayou Cafe. The building was old and so full of character. We had a seat by the window and I was just sitting there when I took this picture.

These bricks were old. Just think of the stories they could tell. Here is a view out our window as we sat and ate.

Our last day in the Savannah area brought us out to Ft. Pulaski. It's a National Historic Monument. It started as a fort for the Confederacy but was captured by Union forces and then used a prison for Confederate troops.

This was a brick and mortar type of fort and has been really preserved well. It even had a moat around it. Something about forts that I just love. The second part of the day took us to Tybee Island. There were gale force winds so it was not pleasant at all there. We did not stay long.

Jellyfish.

We walked out to the end of the pier and took some photos of the angry surf. Lots of jellyfish washed ashore. So watch where you walk if you are barefoot.

Lastly we stopped for lunch at the original "Crab Shack". Cute little island restaurant. You can even feed the alligators there if you wanted.

Alligators waiting to be fed.

Eating shrimp ass's. Yum!

It has been a fun filled couple of days here in Savannah. We are enjoying our time along the coast even if it is a little cooler than we would like. 

"Where to next Gladys?"